Su Ci, "..." It turned out he didn't want to kiss her; it was just her own wishful thinking. She wished she could find a hole to crawl into. But why did he have to wash his hands in that posture? Now the tall man stood in front of the girl, calmly washing his hands while encircling the girl in his arms. Su Ci tried to lean back as much as possible, not daring to touch the strong body of this young man. After a while, he turned off the faucet, "Think of a way to repay me." With that, he left. He was gone. Su Ci turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. Her entire little face was covered with suspicious blushes, and her clear eyes shimmered, looking as radiant as peach blossoms. She had never seen such a vibrant version of herself, and her body felt weak. Su Ci quickly turned on the faucet and splashed her face with cold water. It was then that she noticed his watch had been left behind. He must have taken it off when he washed his hands. Su Ci took out her phone and sent him a text message, "President Fu, you left your watch here." Ding, a reply came, "Just leave it with you, I'll pick it up when I have time."

Su Ci could only put away his watch for the time being, a custom-made steel watch from a luxury brand, expensive and tasteful, cool to the touch in the hand, much like the man himself. ... Song Zilin was on the phone with Su Wan'er in the luxury private room, Su Wan'er asking concernedly about his health condition, and after a few words, she hung up the phone. Song Zilin was still frowning, that clown girl from the countryside had really gotten under his skin, causing him to ache faintly even now. "Mr. Song, what's the matter with you, who has offended you, come on, let's drink," said a few rich second-generations at the dining table, all raising their glasses in flattery. Song Zilin glanced at his subordinate, "Go check if that clown girl has rolled back to the countryside." As soon as he finished speaking, with a "bang," the door to the luxury private room was kicked open. "Damn it, who is it?" Song Zilin was about to curse. But the next second he fell silent, because Fu Nancheng walked in. "Second brother, you're back?" Song Zilin stood up. "President Fu, why are you here?"

The rich second-generation were shocked, not expecting this big shot to actually grace them with his presence. Fu Nancheng didn't look at anyone else; he just strode over to Song Zilin, reached out, and grabbed Song Zilin's collar, then smashed a fist hard into his face. Bang. Song Zilin was knocked onto the wine table, and the table full of drinks and dishes crashed onto the floor with a 'clang', splashing everyone and leaving a mess all over the place. This sudden shock made the rich second-generation spring to their feet, scattering into the corners, watching fearfully as the man with a fierce aura barged in. Song Zilin was in so much pain his eyes saw stars, and then something fell down, damn it, it was one of his front teeth. He had lost a front tooth! 'Brother Er, what did I do wrong?' Fu Nancheng came over, his sharp fingers with distinct knuckles grabbing his collar again, and he uttered a chilling and terrifying syllable from deep in his throat, 'Who told you to bully Su Ci?' That clown girl from the countryside? Brother Er had actually knocked out one of his front teeth for that clown girl. 'Brother Er...' Fu Nancheng pinned him against the messy wine table, his handsome face moving, 'Remember, she's mine, don't touch her!' ... Tomorrow, the Fu family's banquet will be held at the Pei family's hotel. Su Wan'er is currently picking out a dress, hoping to amaze everyone and make the mysterious head of the Fu family fall in love with her at first sight. Su Ci was still in the hospital accompanying her grandmother, not paying attention to those things outside. Then Su Xue called, 'Hey, Su Ci, come over and keep my husband company tonight.'